*Threat to Us*
Third Person's POV:
Harden pivoted in the room, the cool air doing little to calm the storm raging inside him. He had to find a way to meet with Arthur and probably convince him to drop Elara's father's case. Surely, Arthur wouldn't want to stain his reputation for a man like Gerald. If he heard about the things Gerald was involved in, he'd likely drop the case.
The door creaked open, and Caitlin stepped in, staring at the pacing Harden with lazy eyes. He probably landed himself in some huge trouble, which was why he needed her, she thought. Caitlin made her way to the couch in the room, crashed on it, and flung her bag to the side.
"I told you I had so much to do and plan for the wedding. Why did you call me here?" she asked in a cold tone, which made Harden feel guilty
